I’m just really, really tired.
How can I be beat? Today, I got up at 5:30 a.m. and drove across town to drop off my car at my mechanics.
I actually got there about a half an hour early so I drove through McDonald’s and got breakfast. My mechanic does this really cool thing with his customers. When I drive my car to his shop to be worked on, he will have one of his fellow mechanics take me home instead of sitting in his garage all day. I work close-by so he gave me a ride to work. Very cool. So I worked for six hours, and took a taxi home.
When I got home I made a phone call and straightened my room. Naww, I’m not beat.